Battle of Tharsa

The players of the Emperor's Cattle Warband evacuated from the surface.

Return to the fleet led by the Exemplar Fist.

Then, they set sail for the world of Tharsa.

Not only them, but all the players following the Dark Angels Chapter were heading towards the world of Tharsa.

Leaving aside the generous rewards for emergency missions...

Witnessing the duel between the two Primarch alone is worthwhile.

Several days later, the players of the Emperor's Cattle Warband left the Warp at Mandeville Point, activated the regular engine, and headed to the world of Tharsa.

At this time, a considerable number of Imperium troops had already gathered here.

"A battle has already taken place here."

As the fleet commander, Big Blue examined the information detected by the Auspex.

The display shows the recent inflow and outflow of Warp, plasma activity, and detected Void debris.

All of this data indicates that a fierce battle once took place.

It's not just the detected data; if you stand by the porthole and look out, you can also see the traces left by the war.

Many warship fragments burned in the Void.

Sometimes, it even sparks bright electric flames.

"The Void power of the Night Lord has been defeated, and Konrad Curze should be trapped on the surface."

The Warmaster stood to one side with his arms crossed, looking out at the Void through the observation window.

A large number of warships were gathered at the edge of the star system, the light from their engine thrusters resembling a dazzling sun.

At the heart of the warship lies the Dark Angels' mobile fortress— the Rock.

Around the Rock, there are more than a dozen giant cylindrical structures suspended in the air.

"This time, this guy shouldn't be able to escape, right?"

Ten-Timer stood in front of a control panel.

The display shows nearby Imperium forces.

Besides the various subgroups of the Dark Angels, there are also a large number of player organizations.

Many of them were newcomers.

They were unable to participate in the previous major expansion packs.

And this decisive battle between the Lion and Konrad Curze,

For them, it was a memorable historical moment.

Just as the players were enthusiastically discussing this operation,

There was movement at the Rock.

Beams of light shot out from the massive fortress.

It connects with the giant cylinder suspended in the Void, forming a resonance and emitting a dazzling light.

These rays of light undulated rhythmically.

The released waves created a resonance, sweeping towards the world of Tharsa.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the world of Tharsa was distorted and Dimensional Space, isolated from the Realspace.

"Dimensional Space, it seems the Lion is really afraid that Konrad Curze will run away again," Warmaster laughed.

Ten-Timer nodded. "Konrad Curze's stealth ability is too strong. Back then, in such a small place as the Invincible Reason, this guy managed to hide for several months and even killed a bunch of Lion El'Jonson's offspring."

"The order to attack has been sent from the Rock."

The Big Blue interrupted the others' discussion.

"Then let's strike! For the Emperor!" the Warmaster shouted.

As the order to attack the Rock was given...

The hangar of the Exemplar Fist battleship immediately became busy.

Steel behemoths of fighter jets and transport ships were towed onto the runway by large robotic arms.

After the priests from the Adeptus Mechanicus finished their inspection, the fighter jets and transport ships were ejected from the cockpits one by one.

After forming an array in the Void, they swooped down toward the surface of the world of Tharsa.

Besides,

Many large Transport Barge detached from the large transport ships, converging into a swarm of glittering specks like swarming flies.

In addition to transporting soldiers, these Transport Barge also carry mechs and heavy ground vehicles.

Following the military units were the support units.

They carried countless auxiliary supplies, including weapons and ammunition, food, drinking water, and fuel, to meet all the needs of the all-out offensive.

Ships that parachuted onto the Earth's surface were as numerous as hairs on a cow. They rushed into the atmosphere, stirring up the clouds and creating many lazy vortices.

The ground defenders immediately activated their defense systems, and a barrage of artillery fire filled the sky.

Explosions could be heard intermittently.

The transport ship bearing the Imperium Aquila exploded into fragments in mid-air.

"Hopefully, this time it won't be as unlucky."

"Bless me, Your Emperor!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Slash! Slash! Slash!"

"..."

In the communication channel, players were all silently praying that they wouldn't be killed the moment they stepped onto the battlefield.

Every time a war breaks out, there are always some unlucky souls.

They were wiped out as soon as the battle began.

By the time the game was relaunched, the war was over.

"Prepare to release those summoned beasts."

"Release the ones that can fly first."

Warmaster stood beside the hatch of the transport ship, facing the surging blast waves generated by the explosions of other transport ships.

Inside the spacious cargo hold, there were more than a dozen boxes with technological runes engraved on their surfaces.

When the activation command is entered,

The patterns on the surface of the box emitted a glow, releasing a bright radiance.

Portal portals appeared out of thin air, accompanied by deafening roars.

Winged alien beasts enslaved by the controller flew out of the Portal.

Controlled by the players, they swooped down towards the ground, drawing the defenders' artillery fire.

Immediately afterwards, the players jumped down from the sky, started their flying vehicles, and flew towards the fortress built by the Night Lord.

The walls of the fortress

Talos looked up at the sky and frowned.

His precognitive abilities were even greater than those of the wizards under Abaddon's command.

But at this moment, his precognitive visions all failed and became chaotic.

There's something wrong with these God Chosen!!

This was the only thing Talos could think of!

"Enemy attack!!"

A loud shout rang out, followed by the sounding of an alarm.

The fortress's shield was activated, and a violet-colored Void Shield appeared, enveloping the vast fortress.

The defensive cannons on the city walls opened fire.

Dense artillery fire swept across the sky, illuminating the entire expanse.

Talos switched to observation mode.

The helmet's visual enhancement device automatically zoomed in, allowing him to see the sky.

Large numbers of flying beasts crashed down, torn to shreds by the artillery fire.

Many of them are from Tyranid creature.

"Is the Imperium of Man colluding with the Great Devourer?"

Talos stared wide-eyed, hardly believing what he was seeing.

Before this Tenth Prophet could figure out why the Imperium of Man could command the Tyranids,...?

Using the cover of the Tyranid creature, the players crossed the Void Shield and landed on the city wall.

"The Night Lord Fearless."

The Silent Night Sky was the first to fall upon the city wall, and a shout rang out.

He pulled the trigger, and with the roar of the exploding shell, the nearest garrison soldier was blown to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, more players logged in and launched an attack on the defensive cannons on the city walls, attempting to seize control.

"Fight!" Talos immediately ordered. "Drive them out."

PS: Actually, I wrote 1500 words on the 29th, but I didn't write any more until today, when I managed to write another 500 words.

Then, another leave slip will be needed.

I didn't get to relax, and I didn't get to type anything either.

Sitting in front of the computer, I really have no ideas at all; my mind is filled with self-doubt.

I always feel like all the life choices I've made have been wrong.